Bima finally stops cursing me with his bad words. He starts to calm down and keeps quiet because I don't answer his curses or defend myself. I don't have much time to just respond to everything he says. I don't even have a chance to win a conversation with a man who will stubbornly continue to beat me. "Mommy, does she know my condition?" asked Bima, Earlier I heard him so enthusiastically berating me yet now his voice sounds very sad when finally the wheelchair approaches the bed. “I've sent a message, I figured out she's read it as well. I also couldn't possibly call your mother who is campaigning, right? I don't want to be scolded by her. If you want her to come, just tell to do it yourself!" I inform him that, while looking at Bima who is still sitting in a wheelchair and is reluctant to return to his bed. "It's useless, why would I have a wife if it turns out I have handled everything by myself? " he said, He turns the wheel and faces me, who is behind him.“Aah A wi

“Lie down here!” I take a deep breath before finally entering the room where doctor Arlan is. “It's not time to sleep together yet. I have to divorce first before marrying you. But don't worry, I've never been touched by any man," I said, still taking a deep breath. I guess I have tried hard to be like Eve so that doctor Arlan will reconsider marrying me.It’s probably how a woman tempts a man she likes. Having come this far, I can't just turn back. The important thing is that my mother is safe and what is certain is that this doctor's mother will take good care of her because I am profitable for her. I don't know how fortunate it is, though. "At that time you said that you were jealous and would make me feel what it was like to be you, right? Do you think that by marrying me, all that will be possible?" He asks me who is standing in front of him now. I start to sit down and he cleans the wound on my leg from helping Bima earlier. "Indeed. What's the harm in trying even though

Farhan Wilhelm was the first son of a most well-known businessman in the city. His mother was a daughter from a wealthy family who used to help her husband's business become successful. Therefore, compared to other children, Farhan was given priority to inherit 75% of the Wilhelm family's entire assets. Apart from the main heir, Farhan currently served as financial director who controlled the incoming and outgoing budget of the company as well as the budget for the family. It was not surprising that Farhan was much loved by upper class socialite women, and he was also able to control the home situation of the entire Wilhelm extended family. That day, Farhan was shocked by his own behavior in hugging a woman without permission just like that. He felt very embarrassed and he still didn't even have the courage to go to the woman and apologize sincerely. Farhan was overwhelmed by anxiety and guilt. He seemed to be daydreaming the whole time in the office alone while holding his cell ph

I get into doctor Arlan's car after leaving the hospital. I don't know where Madam Shirley will take Bima to work on healing methods, but what is certain is that I am determined not to be his servant anymore. “I suggest you drink this!” Doctor Arlan orders me when I am about to put on my seatbelt. He hands me a bottle of slightly cloudy water in a blue drink bottle. "Don't poison me just because I forced you to marry me!" I say that to this man and still I take the blue bottle from his hand. "I've given you a poison with painkillers in it," he said, He starts driving the car with the engine running. Slowly, I take a sip of water from the bottle which tastes slightly bitter. I see my face in the rearview mirror. And There is still a fever compressed plaster on my forehead and my face, which has been very pale, is now slowly returning to normal. “Poisoning me without hurting, huh?” I asked him that. “Yeah, how else? You're already often in pain, even if I don't like your

I get out of the car and I see my father getting off his friend's motorbike. He brings several genks.Ahh yeah, as far as I know, they are all my father's genks of thugs. The motorbike, whose sound is loud, shatters the eardrums, plays until many people start to pay attention to us but no one dares to approach.That's how it is, that's how it is.What some careless people! Indeed, if the thugs from my father's group had acted, no one would have dared to approach them unless they were just watching. I close the car door and I see my father approaching me. "Where did you hide my wife?" He asked. "Can't remember yesterday who went home first, huh?" I asked back. I don't want to be afraid in front of this man. Honestly, actually from the bottom of my heart, I hate my own father even though I know that shouldn't be done.I have said this countless times.I hate him that much. "Your mother disappeared from the hospital," “So you thought I had money to pay for mom's place to stay